Author's Note:-
Okay so I screwed up! I thought the Christmas Special was the last one but I forgot (I have no idea how I forgot) about the New Year Special! It's a few years old now, but please welcome the final final sketch in this series, The Saiyans 2004!

Vegeta sighed sadly.
"Why so glum, Veg?" Nappa asked.
"Do you know what day it would be if we were on Planet Vegeta?" Vegeta sulked.
"Pancake Day?" Nappa shrugged.
"… … Planet Vegeta doesn't have a Pancake Day!" Vegeta snapped.
"Oh." Nappa uttered. "Well… … it should!"
"Why?"
"Er… because pancakes are tasty!" Nappa then began eating pancakes.
"Where did you get those, anyway?" Vegeta frowned.
"Oth Freefa." Nappa answered, his face stuffed with pancakes.
"Why'd he give you a bunch of pancakes?" Vegeta asked. Nappa shrugged.
"Beefs me."
"… Anyway…" Vegeta mumbled. "Nappa, today would've been the new year!"
"Oh yeah." Nappa replied. "Cool." He swallowed the pancakes. "… So?"
"Ah, nothing." Vegeta mumbled. "Days like these just remind me of home, that's all."
"Awww…" Nappa patted Vegeta's back. "Cheer up, Vegeta! Here," He pulled out a bunch of pancakes from the front of his armor. "Want a pancake?"
"… Are you wearing anything between your armor and your skin?" Vegeta asked cautiously.
"No."
"Then no thanks." Nappa shrugged.
"Suit yourself." he said and started eating the pancakes. Vegeta shuddered.

Just then the door swung open and Frieza clumsily entered the room wearing a party hat and carrying two open bottles of champagne; he had a party blower sticking out of his mouth.
"Happy New Year!" he exclaimed and downed the champagne.
" -_-" Vegeta glared at him.
"Er… Sir, which new year are you celebrating exactly?" Nappa questioned.
"Planet Vegeta, of course!" Frieza protested. "Don't you know that?"
"Sure!"
"Okay then!" Frieza beamed. "Champagne?"
"I don't have a glass." Nappa said.
"Doesn't matter, I don't have an ass." Frieza handed Nappa a bottle.
"Okay, thanks!" Nappa grinned and drank the champagne. "Want a pancake?"
"Okay." Frieza took a pancake. "I – er…" He stopped to look at Nappa. "Are you wearing anything between your armor and your skin?"
"No." Nappa said.
"Then no thanks." Frieza gave the pancake back.
"Suit yourself." Nappa shrugged and ate the pancake.
"Nappa!" Vegeta screamed, wide-eyed.
"What!" Nappa protested. "He didn't want it!"
"I'm mad at you because you gave it to him in the first place!" Vegeta yelled.
"Well he gave me a bottle of champagne." Nappa reasoned.
"You didn't have to accept it!"
"Hey, free booze!" Nappa grinned. "Would you have declined?"
"Yes!" Vegeta snapped.
"Oh." Nappa uttered. "Uh… Sorry ^_^' "

Frieza looked at Vegeta.
"What's up with you, then?" he asked.
"You know what." Vegeta spat. "Today would've been the start of a new year on Planet Vegeta if a certain someone hadn't blown it up!"
"Meteor strike." Frieza shrugged. "Act of God!"
"Spaceship missile." Vegeta barked. "Act of you!"
"My finger slipped." Frieza said.
"You gave Zarbon the order!"
"My tongue slipped." Frieza replied. "I meant to say 'long live King Vegeta and his planet' but what came out was 'long live me and blow up the damn planet'." Vegeta glared at Frieza.
"You really are something else!" he snarled. Frieza blushed and flashed his eyelashes.
"Why thank you, Vegeta."
"I wasn't talking about your eyelash implants!" Vegeta yelled.
"Oh."
"Ah, I'm fed up of this! You two celebrate all you want, I'm gonna purge a planet!" Vegeta stormed out.
"Do you even have a mission!" Frieza called after him. "Where will you go!"
"I don't know!" Vegeta screamed. "But there's gotta be at least ten missions I haven't done yet!"

Frieza rolled his eyes and turned back to his champagne.
"Stupid brat…" he mumbled.
"Happy new year?" Nappa tried.
"Sure!" Frieza grinned and they clinked their bottles together, crying in perfect unison,
"Happy New Year!"

The End
Happy New Year everybody!